Page 72 of My Turn

Stepping away from her, I pushed through the double doors into the hallway. When I passed Alana’s classroom, I peeked inside quickly. She was sitting at her desk with the coffee I’d had delivered for her. From the frown on her face and the way she was staring at it, I figured she didn’t care for the note I had them put on it.

If you drink it, you’re mine.

-E

I continued to watch, even though I didn’t want her to see me. She would probably drink it. She was a fiend for coffee. I needed to know for sure, though.

Her fingers tapped on the desk repeatedly as if this was the hardest decision of her life. Maybe it was. Just like when she let me fuck her, she knew I wasn’t playing around and her acquiescence was locked in. She was very aware that I was bothdangerous and a bit unhinged. I loved that, despite knowing those things, she begged me to make her cum.

One day, I’d bend her over that desk during lunchtime and make her stay completely quiet while we roleplayed some weird teacher fantasy for the hell of it. Anything this woman wanted to do, I was game.

I smiled when she sealed her lips around the straw and took a drink. As discreetly as I could, I snapped a picture through the window on her door before I headed toward my real target.

“Hey,” I said when I saw Kyle peeking out of a classroom. I leaned against the wall beside it. “You good in five?”

“Yeah. I got you, Jayce.”

I held out my hand and he shook it. After he took the three hundred I gave him, he jogged down the hall. I walked the rest of the way to Mike’s room and knocked to be polite. When he looked up from his desk, I wanted to throw cordiality to the wind and punch him again, but I smiled instead.

“You got a second?”

His apprehension was clear but after a moment, he nodded. I closed the door behind me but didn’t latch it, leaving a small crack. The closer I got, the more nervous he looked. I grabbed a chair and moved it to the desk, then sat down, kicking my legs out in front of me.

“Let’s have a chat, Mike.”

“Is this business or personal?”

“Does it look like I teach kids?”

His jaw clenched. “No, but I think it’s strange that you came to my place of work to talk to me.”

“Well, I don’t have your number and, as you know, I often visit Alana here. It’s convenient more than anything.”

“Okay. You have…” He glanced at his cheap gold watch. “Fifteen minutes, although I’d prefer if it was faster.”

“The disrespect is noted.” I resisted the urge to glance toward the door and pressed my palms against my thighs. “I’ll make it short and sweet, then. You need to stay the hell away from Alana.”

To my surprise and annoyance, he laughed. “This is one of those things? Jesus.”

“This isn’t a joke, Mike.”

“And what happens if I don’t? We had a nice date and we get along well. I think I want to see more of her.”

I leaned forward and let a smile slide into place. “You’re so fucking stupid, Mike. It’s kind of funny to think about how much my brother would’ve hated you.”

“Let me guess. He would’ve kicked my ass.” He rolled his eyes at the idea.

“Don’t be ridiculous. He would’ve asked me to do it. Jake didn’t know a lot of things about me, but he knew damn well that I’m the one who’s a little fucking crazier and I can get shit done.”

“So,youare going to beat me up.” There was still an amused glint in his eyes that pissed me off.

I perched my elbows on the desk, flexing a little. He tried to hide it, but his gaze flitted toward my arms a couple of times.

“Let’s make it so that I don’t have to do anything,” I suggested.

“Threats are a funny thing. You can beat me within an inch of my life, but it won’t do any good because you’ll go to jail for assault and I’ll be free to do whatever I like with Alana.”

“I never said I was going to beat you up, just that Jake would want me to. No, that’s the least of your fucking concerns.”

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